December 15th

Time in California is just flying by.  Today I spent with my sister and we had a grand time.

 

First we had breakfast and then off to our Jazzercise class.  Steve said that he was leaving so I parked beside him in Pam's spot in the driveway. Jazzercise was fun and I was able to do more than I had even last week.  After class I paid for my weaving class that we were taking at 1 and we rushed home to get lunch and come back for class. We were quite surprised to find that Steve was sleeping. 

 

Our weaving class was awful.  The teacher told us how good she was and then proceeded to not remember anything.  I, of course, had no idea how to do anything but Pam understand and still wasn't able to make much sense of it.  We paid $8 for supplies which consisted of brush the teacher took out of her yard and some left over yarn that she had.  The teacher said her PC wouldn't talk to her printer so we didn't even get any handouts.  I was glad when that was over and we got back home.  We were tired and Steve was still sleeping.

 

We both rested and got up around 5.  Pam made a great dinner.  Steve was up when we got up and said that since I had blocked him in he decided to stay another night.  Steve was sitting in a chair and when it was time to get our food he couldn't get out of the chair.  Both Pam and I were concerned.  After dinner Steve went back to bed.  Pam and I had a great time watching the Christmas Light show and around 10:30 Steve came back out and fell right in the hall while standing.  He got over by the arm chair but still couldn't get him up.  We wanted to call 911 but he argued against it.  Finally at 11 we called Ross, Pam's son, and he came over and he couldn't get him up either.  Then we called 911 and Steve agreed.  They were there in 5 minutes or less.  They were all very good and had him up and took him to the hospital.  Steve is on dialysis and come to find out, he hadn't been doing it like he should.  He had gotten an infection.  While we were waiting we did have a good time but sure we were going to Emergency Hell for laughing and having fun.  I've never seen so few people in an emergency room.  There were only 1 at a time and were seen right away.

 

We finally got back home after 1 and were happy Steve was being taken care of.